Chapter three:

The entire group has gathered for a little get together at the castle to hang out. They don't always get the chance to just hang out with all of the others around them. Asgore, Frisk, Toriel, Undyne, Alphys, Mettaton and the skeleton brothers are all there.

Mettaton has taken a small break in order to visit his friends for the little get together. He is currently bugging Alphys and Undyne about how their relationship is going along.

Alphys has her blushing face in her hands while Undyne mentions a few things.

It sounds like it's all going good with them watching anime, cuddling and even more cute couple stuff Undyne is speaking of.

Frisk and Asgore are playing a game with cards that Adgore is showing the young human.

Toriel has opted to observe for a little bit. She glances to the skeleton brothers.

The two are playing with something on Papyrus's phone. Papyrus is showing Sans something as they sit on the couch with Sans laying his head on the others shoulder.

Whatever it is that they are checking out they are definitely in their own world.

As Toriel watches, peeking over a random book, something starts to change.

Sans's eyes seem to start to get a distant look in his eyes almost as if going into his mind. His eyes going dark as he drifts further away from reality. His smile seems to falter a little and Papyrus stops in his talking only to turn to his brother.

Papyrus lowers his phone down to his lap moving one hand over to gently touch the back of Sans's hand with his fingertips. "Sans." He begins softy almost as if to not draw attention to what's happening.

Sans lightly jumps causing his head to raise from his brothers shoulder. He blinks as his eyes are no longer just empty eye sockets. His normal eyes are there again.

"You're not supposed to do that remember?" Papyrus gently reminds him. "You know where it can lead you."

"Oh yeah. Sorry bro." Sans slightly glances away. "I just kind of became a star for a moment there and got lost in space. I didn't mean to worry you."

Papyrus moves his hand to cup Sans's cheek turning him to look to him. "I understand that sometimes you can't help it. We've both been there." He reminds the other.

"Yeah." Sans shifts closer.

What they do next shocked Toriel and she finds herself unable to understand them.

"Running but feeling like you can't get away... The one lurking in darkness..." Papyrus begins and a shiver of fear passes through him in which Sans places a hand on his arm.

"Hey. Don't you remember? It's not here now. It's not real." Sans speaks a response.

Toriel thinks she might know what language they are speaking. She had once saw a book on some monster cultures and though there wasn't much on skeletons it did mention a language.

Wingdings.

A language only ever used by skeletons and no known translation has ever been made. Seeing as how skeletons are one of the rarest and least studied type of monster.

She believes that this must be what they are speaking in. She now kind of wished that she knew the language. She is rather curious about what they might be talking about... But maybe they don't want anyone to know what it is that they are talking about. She isn't really sure but a part of her is fascinated with the two using another language to communicate with each other.

"Yes. That's right. It's not real." Papyrus sounds like he is confirming whatever his brother had said.

"Yeah. We both just need to remember that."

"Yes. Lets do that shall we."

Toriel lowers the book. "I didn't know you two know more than one language." She speaks up and the two turn to her only to reply so she can understand.

"Ah. Right. I guess we never really thought about it before but it sometimes just comes out." Papyrus informs her.

"Sorry. It must have seemed rude to speak in a language no one else seems to understand." Sans apologizes.

"Oh no. We didn't mean to be rude. I'm sorry too." Papyrus adds looking a little worried.

"Oh no it's okay." Toriel waves it off. "There is no need to apologize. I don't think it's rude. You weren't speaking to me after all. I just noticed was all."

"Well that's good." Papyrus especially perks up upon hearing this. "I am glad that you didn't take it as rude."

"Guess we're just used to it so we didn't even think twice about it." Sans gives an implied shrug in his tone.

"Do you remember how you learned the language?" Toriel asks but almost feels like she's regretting asking as the two kind of seem like an unpleasant memory appeared.

"It was our first language." Sans admits keeping it rather simple. "We learned the other one a few years later."

"Oh I see." Toriel nods deciding to not push it right now. She isn't sure that the two really want to talk about it in this moment.

"Yeah. Anyways. What book are you reading?" Papyrus inquires as if to change the subject.

"Is it about anti-gravity and you just couldn't put it down?" Sans jokes and Papyrus throws an arm around his brother.

"That's it Sans! You and your puns are gonna get tickled!" Papyrus warns playfully and Sans looks to him a little surprised.

"What?! Pappy!" Sans starts to protest but Papyrus reaches under his jacket to tickle Sans through his shirt.

"Hey! Hahahahaha! Papyrus!" Sans tries to get a sentence out but Papyrus is getting his most sensitive spots causing him to just laugh more.

Toriel smiles and chuckles as she watches the two brothers.

"What no way!" Undyne races over for a slightly closer look. "I never knew you were ticklish!"

"No! Stop!" Sans pleads with his brother between his laughter as he tries to push the other away. "Okay! Hahahahaha! Okay! I give in!"

Finally Papyrus stops and pulls his hands away looking quite proud of himself. "Nyeh heh heh heh! That is a victory for the great Papyrus." He places his fists to by his hips puffing out his chest.

Sans lays there on his back on the couch with his feet on his brothers lap. He is slightly panting and taking a moment to slightly calm down.

"Hey Papyrus. Are you ticklish too?" Undyne questions and Papyrus turns to her almost as if scared she'll use it against him.

"What! No!" Papyrus protests. "I am not! It's just Sans!"

"Damn it Papyrus." Sans pants slightly to the other not getting up. "Only you're supposed to be able to do that."

"Aw don't worry about that." Undyne grins in his direction. "I prefer noogies better."

"Oh great." Sans groans sarcastically in which Undyne laughs.

"You sound like Papyrus!" Undyne teases slightly.

"Well I guess we're related." Sans jokes in response to Undynes statement.

"Quite." Undyne just kind of agrees to that.

"W-We won't reveal your w-weakness." Alphys adds coming over to stand next to Undyne.

"Our secret! Oh my I must admit it is touching to know such a secret!" Mettaton adds strutting into view with a hand by his forehead.

"Heh. Thanks for keeping it a secret." Sans thanks them rather appreciative of them doing this.

Toriel spares a glance to Asgore and Frisks direction for a moment almost thoughtfully.

The two might have paused to see what was going on but now seem to be turning back to what they are doing.

Toriel turns back to the others as Undyne is now trying to figure out Papyrus's weakness.